Moenir heads off, leading Ryko to where the Alchemist's shop was. He took long winding alleyways, most likely to be careful.
Blud sighs, he gets off the couch and looks at Aina,
"Our little boy has grown."
"He has, though I doubt he has any memories of you, he was too little to remember you properly."
Blud shakes his head,
"I should have stayed."
Aina hits his head with a wooden ladle,
"You're a pirate and now my son is a freedom fighter. I had always hoped he would stay away from the fighting, but he's so much like you. I doubt it will be long before he finds a ship of his own to call home. You may have only been there for a very little time, but trust me, I'm just happy to have you back. Honestly I don't want you to ever leave again."
"You know then?"
Aina hits him again with the ladle,
"I'm not an idiot. I know you're going to leave again and for good reason. Just remember to actually be a father this time and I might forgive you."
Blud chirps up,
Aina looks at him,
"Shall we what?"
Blud looks her dead in the eyes,
"Shall we dance? I think in order to be somewhat of a family I should at least be a proper husband."
"Well you are at least thick-skulled I'll give you that."
She grabs his hand,
"But yes that would be nice."
The Bear goes over his paperwork, it was just about complete, well at least this day's worth. He had a sneaking suspicion about something and wrote the other names all letters that they should come to Dulhen in three days time. Now only time will tell what this troublesome Gathenian will have for them and what it might mean for their merchant kingdom. If you could call it that.